Passion Tree Shines True
Why is it always me who
deeply loves deceives
you. The agony disease of truly loving you you're
goddess. True and plainly
magnificiently beauty
and none other than
that either ever goddess
is a queen every
lunar moonbeam
same so I
truly fully say truly
angst is in the way
and thought which
driven by the dire lack
thereof is gloriously
flaming in an intense
life passion. .3
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I am a poet, musician, and strong proponent of LGBTQ rights, gender equality, and being your true self no matter what ANYONE says. Do what you please, comment anything that comes to your mind, make you happy first. Then your dog/cat. That's pretty much it. Hail Santa. THE END.
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